Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1887-12-30

Mack, tucking tiny, tear-blotted note ad-
! dressed to DR. Paul Blake little further
down in her pocket, noted with inward sat
isfactlon that his appetite appeared in nc
way impaired by what he had heard.
I'VE will have n talk when l come in
from my calls, Mrs, Mack" he said with his
usual courtesy; but the widow thought she
detected an undertone of warmth in his
| speech, and her hopes ran higher than
I ever.
Bob was waiting the doctors appearance
in the office with manifest impattence Ii
was evident that he had nerved himself up
to the fulfillment of some important duty,
| regardless of consequences
"Look here, Doctor" he said, in cautious
| undertone, the moment DR. Blake had
closed the door behind him; there's things
that's got to be said whether you think I'm
intcrferin' with what's none of my biz.
ness or not Fust and foremost you've lei
Mis- Mack drive Miss Doris away from tho
house -"
"Nothing of tho sort, Bob" sharply inter-
| rupted Dr. Blake. miss Doris has-has
run off with my nephew, Paul, to be mar
riCd"
"Beggin' your pardon, but she mint"
cooly returned Bob, who was nothing il
not blunt spoken MIR Paul's been an
Hoped with Judge Haynes daughter, which
isn't only eighteen years old, and the Judge
is jest wild about it; every lody's talkin' o.
it downtown
DR. Blake fell INTO the nearest ch1iI
and sat staring spceohlessly at Bob, who,
with great inward gustc, went on:
Seems he told Mss Doris all about it,
and she tried TO get him of the lion, but
twasnt no use, So hem Miss Haynes has
gone off to Boston to get married, and Misc
Doris she's took the train to Portland, where
she's had offer for to teach music and
DRAWN in the Presbyterian Institute"
How do you know all this, Bob?"
hoarsey demanded Doctor Blake, fee ing
as though every thing was slipping from
under his feet
Didn't Miss Doris tell me last night
when she got me to hang your peter
in your bedroom on the sly, and she crying
like her heart was a-breaking?" boldly re-
turned Bob; land didn't she say she hadn't
no home here any longer, now that You
was goln' to m rry Mrs Mack? But I've
writ note thatll explain 1t. all. she says,
and Doctor Blake'll find it under his plate
in the morning"
Doctor Blake did not wait for further
explanations. Ten minutes later he had
left the house, caught the 0:l5 express for
Portland and reached there by m
Dressed in her best Mrs. Mack sat in tho
parlor New Years night impatiently await
ing DIR. Blake's coming. She knew that he
had been invited to dine out, and his pro-
longed absence did not surprise her So
absorbed was Mrs Mack in pleasant day
dream that she did not notice the arrival
and departure of a hack which had depos-
tied gentleman and lady at the door That
the gentleman was Dr. Blake was evident
by the fact that he let himself and his COM
panion in with night key. Who the lady
might be is probably apparent to the dullest
comprehension.
Still taken up with her castle building the
widow, blissfuly unconscious of im-
pending ruin, turned her head languldly as
the door opened,
"Dr Blake-and MISS Doris.'
This wGs the startled exclamation which
fell from the Widows lips as she sprang 10
her feet
Not Miss Doris, but Mrs Blake" said the
doctor, with freezing polteness I'VE were
married in Portland this afternoon. And"-
before Mrs. Mack could ldscream.-"let me ad
thai rs you see havo made my choice 40
to which of you two should remain under
my roof, l shall have to request you to take
your departure at the earliest opportunity
perhaps you can guess why"
Mrs Mack gasped, but nothing came of it
Though speechless with baffled rage and
shame she hurried out OF the room banging
the door behind her till every pane of glass
ratified.
But an earthquake would not have dis
turbed the happiness of the newly-married
couple who sat side by side in front of the
cheerful blaze.
III were not quite so young" said Doris,
little rogre fully, in pause of the conver.
sation after the mutual explanations had all
been gone over again.
"If l were not quite so DID," said the
Doctor, with quiet smile,
odd" was the indignant response Does
the picture painted of you look oldY"
-Why, no" said DIR. Blake, laughing; son
| the contrary, 1t fiGtters my years grossly.
"But that is the way You look to me-"
whispered Doris And that is all
FRANK ii. CONVERSE